It's true, though. I don't know what's going on. I don't talk to enough people regularly nowadays, which kind of sucks. And I don't have enough time or energy to invest into going to all the cool new movies and, frankly, I don't really listen to much music. I spent most of last night building doors for my shed, doing dishes, and reading a book about monks here in NY. Holy crap, I'm old and boring. I need to start hanging around the hip get-togethers like mechanics and malt shops.

The irony of my most popular character being a vital young raver is not lost on me.

My parents do still connect with a 56.6kbps modem, though.

It's tough sending them pictures.

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